Vic Mensa - Heir To The Throne (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro] Rock-A-Fella has stepped into the building We ain't come here to tell you our signs We ain't come here to tell you how old we are We ain't come here to tell if we got wives, childrens we ain't tell you that we got cars, twinkes, 20 inch rims but alls thats not in the know. We came here to shut down New York, I promise you man I came to tell them, I know what I came to tell 'em I don't wanna do no photoshoots no articles [Verse] This the beginning of a new dynasty I hope you n***as come prepared You should be very scared They tryna tell me Vic chill you ain't playing fair How you think I got here like the opposite of Nair I just want the winning chair I pledge to live revolution, you acting off reaction Real n***as in my faction So if I need a burner squeeze I don't pop it I just pa** it Let my shooter take that shot like John Paxson Please, don't blow me I'm sick, you don't wanna see me sneeze Wrestling with depression you could get DDTed I'm the link like EBT where black like BET Shout to my London n***as at the BBC Mother f**ers jump to conclusions Try and box me somehow I always comeback like Rocky ASAP gave me some game he said I'm iller than any of these rap n***as who gon' try to advise me That's why I never listen, I don't respect tradition Never talk to the cops, you end up dead in prison My n***a lil' E came out full grown Got pulled over driving back through the hood home n***as is targets and we ain't even started You don't wanna see me go black eyed peas retarded Black out on one of these artists sneak dissing and spot you like you wearing the red shirt at target Couple rap n***as you'd thought we was crew Real life n***as is corny what can I do Rich boy rappers get the notion that they tough You a cheddar Bob you better shooting yourself I just ordered the Glock because we at war with the cops Police saying off the street more than a block They shooting n***as down like a gazelle to a lion It's hard to keep calm when real n***as is dying I grab iron I am the beast shoot at police Hide out in the condo caught a alias on a lease Is aliens in the projects outer space in the streets We ready for war n***a you ready to be deceased Compare me to Chief Keef, cause n***as is weak minded I'm the heir to the throne must you be reminded I just signed a deal with the Illuminati That's how I got the Ye feature and got super poppin' They watchin' wanna know whats up with the album And the hair where you get your rock and roll style from Young jimmy page I'm on a different page I get different pay got different ways to make it n***as turn their back on me so many times, I gotta front I ain't have 50 Cent, Nas, teach you how to stunt I pray to you to remain true to skip school and They ain't been in my shoes but a**ume my sh** is shoe in Like I ain't sleep in a car seat with nothing to eat On a tour with J Cole I ain't make a dollar a show Don't f**ing talk to me about paid dues Don't chalk my success up to Kanye influence n***a, I made U Mad before I met dude a** That's no disrespect that's my n***a you knew that But mother f**ers always act like I ain't prove that I been k**ing these n***as since my high school raps On my cop k**er sh** like ice T back With a Rock-A-Fella lim and a little black panther A side of Chaqour mixed in with Fred Hampton And there you have it kid now can I live? [Outro] No more interviews, cut the tape